Lu Yi opened the rear door of the car and pushed Shen Heyu inside. She seemed uncomfortable, lying on the narrow seat, groaning softly.
The temperature was a bit low. Lu Yi glanced at her and took off his coat without being asked, gently draping it over Shen Heyu.
Her breathing instantly filled with his scent. It wasn't the familiar scent she remembered, and Shen Heyu wasn't accustomed to it. She grasped at the fabric, pulling it to the side, trying to push it away.
Lu Yi thought she was uncomfortable and trying to pull it off. He quickly held her hand and said gently, "Don't move, it's very cold. Cover yourself with this. I'll take you home."
Perhaps it was because Pei Yansi's voice was too gentle, it invisibly gave Shen Heyu a sense of stability.
She gradually calmed down, stopped pulling at the clothing, and just lay quietly in the back seat, her eyes wide open, staring at the man in front of her.
She seemed intoxicated, trying hard to discern who this person was.
